
Poland… flying solo Leaving Patrick, Scooby and Milka at Kernavėland for the second time was just as hard as the first! They had made your author feel just so welcome and again we parted company not just as friends, but really feeling like part of their family. Travelling on one's own was never supposed be part of this adventure, however it was necessary for the lovely Mrs Woodfield to spend some time back in New Zealand looking after her Mother who hasn’t been well. So after dropping her at the airport in Vilnius a further 6 days were spent in Kernavė before it was time to do some driving on my own and forge a path West into another new country – yes, Poland was next on the list! There were a couple of potential routes however the slightly longer of them was of much more interest so after crossing the border (all of which are open within the EU, it’s just a big lot of dilapidated buildings where border control used to be) I headed west towards Gdansk. Howeve...